The Australian Open is finished for 2011, yay....

Today the fun began for the Good Ol' Valiant Crew. Melbourne provided a beautiful sunny day, top of 39c, for the start of the big bump out. A wonderful day to be lugging desks, tables, bookcases, credenzas, lounges, ottomans, all kinds of other weird furniture and chairs. More chairs that you can poke a stick at and believe me I would love to beat the shit out of all of them chairs with a big stick. Another fun part of today was hanging in the back of the many trucks packing all that wonderful furniture. Luckily I work with Alan, Al Packer master of the tie, the pad and the furniture. Tetris in that mans blood.

I lucked it today and started at 6am, there were some who started at 3.30am. And the reult was 15 full trucks returned home locked and loaded. Eleven of us and we got to knck off at 3.30pm. Nice day, now I'm eagerly looking foward to the rest of the week for more of the same.

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The Rot-Crotch Conspiracy and other Disasters

The Rot-Crotch Conspiracy and other Disasters, Yeah, it's been a while since last I blogged. Since the New Year Thingy a while back, all I've been doing is hanging out at the Tennis lugging furniture. There has been some super steamy weather and you haven't been able to blink without sweating. Low clouds, rain every now and then and heat. It's been like some sort of joke, a conspiracy, a plan to knock out the work force with the horror known as Rot-Crotch. Nuff said.

"Help.... the Rot Crotch, I'm melting, Aargh, my legs I can't breathe..."


Well at least we have finished with the Tennis until the whole tournment is over on the 30th. Then the real madness begins as Olympic Parks Melbourne, demand that Tennis Australia hand over Rod Laver and Hisence Arena within 3 days of the tournemnt finishing. That's hundreds of contractors trying to dismantle, load and get out. We have something like 600 typist chairs alone to pick up. I'm not sure of the actual item count , I'm trying to find out. There are famous people at the Tennis



Other disasters, a bit of rain up North, Hang in there folks. Jason, Thinkin' of you.